Pass the salt, please

you walk in to the room,
and I'm out of words.
You look my way,
and I lose my breath.
you're 'bout to smile,
and I just died.

I gave you everything,
again and again and again.
Break me down so easily,
tear up the wounds.
The blood is pouring,
pass the salt please.




Poetry by baby Blue
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Written on 2008-07-24 at 17:47

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